Feng Miaolian was speechless.

Ye Jia really never mentioned any way to treat infertility, and she didn't expect to ask this question at all. She trusted Ye Jia in her heart and felt that Ye Jia could not cure it, so Dr. Hua would probably not expect it.

But the prescription is full of mugwort, which is not much taken internally, but more are smoked and roasted outside, with detailed acupoints. It is said that the three acupoints can be effective if they smoke and roast them every day.

"Miaolian, we can start soon, come and prepare the materials..."

The palace maids retreated and prepared to go.

"Your Majesty, didn't you say you would take the medicine at that time?"

"That is an internal medicine. External application can be applied at any time..."

"No, no..."

Feng Miaolian hurriedly stopped him. What are you doing? Why are you so anxious?

"Miaolian, didn't you hear Mr. Hua say that it will be cured in three months... You have to believe it..."

It’s not that she doesn’t believe it, but an extremely subtle emotion.

After so many years of treatment, he had already accepted his fate. At that time, the ancients had a short lifespan, and a woman could get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen, and Feng Miaolian also married Tuoba Hong at the age of sixteen. Many years have passed in a flash. For the palace women, there is basically no hope for them to have children after the age of 25.

So what if it is cured?

Could it be that they would give birth to a son immediately and compete for favor?

Fighting for the crown prince?

She really didn't understand what Tuoba Hong wanted to do now. The prince had already established himself, so why did he have to have a son? She sat on the chair without moving.

"Miaolian, look at your hands, it's really cold. I didn't know why it was so cold before, but now I know that I'm sick...Miaolian..."

She didn't want to listen, so she turned around and walked into the bedroom.

"Miaolian..."

She fell on the bed, pulled the quilt and covered herself.

"Miaolian, what's wrong? You don't have confidence?"

She pulled down the quilt and her voice was cold: "Your Majesty, do you want me to have a son so much?"

He was stunned: "Miaolian, I hope you will be cured."

Healed and cured!

She was almost furious.
Chapter completed!